C182 Beat Harold to Death!

Alma was still holding onto the torn dress in her hands and stood there for a long time.

She threw the dress away and walked back to Leroy. She sat on his lap and said, "Leroy, I was just kidding. Don't be angry! Since I've said so, I will let you do whatever you want. Of course, I don't care about how many people there are. I don't care. Help me kill that bitch